It's a bit androgynous, kan? I guess this is how I would look like with longer hair... or if I'm a woman? That would be weird though. But ain't I a dish? A passable beauty I might say. Or as a man, a passable look. I'm not handsome or dashing so to speak. Just average. Nak kata jambu pun macam haram je. I won't stand out in a crowd. Not unless I'm all dressed up. Yang tu pun kena compete with others yang physically endowed and naturally good-looking without putting too much effort. I try my best to give a good first impression but most of the time, I'm just too lazy.

I especially love the smile. Quite mysterious, eh? They say people with tight-lipped smile have lots of secrets. hikhik Anyways, if I put on a broad smile nampak sangat mulut besar kot!

This picture is classy too. Black and white-ish. Retro. Very 60-an.

Anyways. I'm too distracted right now to continue. pft. Nine more days of the challenge left.

Since Monday lagi, my opismate kata I look happy sangat2. They liked the way I presented myself, in the infamous peperl ensemble. Asked me where I bought the shirt. Asked me whether I'm in love or something. Asked me whether I've finished my book. They asked me why do I look so happy.

Tu yang mereka2 nampak.

Yes. I was happy. I felt like being happy. Depan mereka2 lah. I can't meroyan in front of them. That's so unprofessional! Work is work. Though kadang2 tu meman main2 gak. Tapi I think I got many things done these few days.

Anyways. I'm too lazy to be a workaholic.

And they say I look busy. Nampak. Memang ah. I wouldn't be that busy if I pulun everything at one go. It's the art of selective busyness. Mampu?

I'm on my very first chapter of a new project. The working title is '30 Hari Untuk Melupakan Cinta'. Hopefully I can finish it as a full-length novel. But no, it wouldn't be ready for the upcoming Pesta Buku. Around May baru siap kot? On weekdays, I can only spend an hour or so in the night for writing. And maybe two chapters over the weekends. Tu pun kalau tak berfoya-foya dan menjalani kehidupan malam yang liar. So bear with me.

I'm sorry that I can't carry on with Tun Teja - Drama Queen. She's too... girlish. I can't do her justice. And it won't be fair to you readers because I won't be able to finish it as its best.

I will have to abandon her ke satu sudut yang sepi.

Anyways. This is not a romance. Not a love story. Or so said the protagonist. Basically, the main body of its narrative is based on my Lutfi Amri's parody, Lagu2 Enggan Move On. It's not about the songs though. It's about moving on. From a guy's perspective. There will be Teja, still. And Tuah. And that other guy.

Kuching, Sarawak. Boleh? Nampak sangat tadak paspot. Went there late 2009 for a friend's weeding, with two others just for the weekend. First time naik kapaitebang. First time pi Sarawak. First time tinguk orang utan secara live. First time makan kek lapis Sarawak.

Khutub Pingu? It's actually a play of words. Khutub is taken from khutub khanah or perpustakaan, combined with my penguin alter ego; Pingu Toha and jadi lah shortened to Khutub Pingu. Since I neither live in Kutub Selatan nor Kutub Utara (cannot tahan sejuk), so the only logical geographical explanation would be that I reside in Khutub Pingu. My own sanctuary. My love. My preciousssssssssssssssssssss~ *seremmmmmmmmm*

Since I am a writer, the word khutub can be closely related to books. Bermaksud, most of the things I write here concern of the books I wrote (or am writing), read, reviewed and so on so forth.

Well, it doesn't say how recent it should be but this is around a week ago, taken in a hotel in Sitiawan, Perak some time before my colleague and I drove back to KL in the dead of the night, after a Kerajaan event. My colleague was in the shower and I spent the time in front of the mirror, like always. Apakah ku terjangkit dengan Evil Queen dalam Snow White?